Chapter 1716

Chapter 1716

"Yes, let's go." After Shen Xinyue learned about the little monk's life experience, she became even softer towards him, "Have you eaten any snacks?"

"It is enshrined in the Buddhist hall."

The young monk didn’t say that when offering snacks, he kowtowed to pray for the female donor’s peace!

"Remember to eat it, don't let it go in your arms!" Shen Xinyue warned, "Listen to the master, and I will ask you when I come back next time!"

The little monk looked up at her: "Aren't you going to the dining hall for breakfast? Today we have sugar-filled buns and potato shredded burritos!"

Shen Xinyue's original plan was to go to a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant with a good reputation on the way.

Looking at the little monk's expectant eyes.

She looked at Li Qingchen: "Qingchen, why don't you just eat and leave?"

"Okay!" Before Li Qingchen could answer, the young monk nodded quickly.

"Then eat before leaving." Li Qingchen said helplessly.

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The little monk's happiness was visible to the naked eye, "Let's go, let's go. If we go late, we won't be able to eat!"

Shen Xinyue and Li Qingchen followed the young monk.

The little monk looked more energetic than before.

Arrived at the Zhaitang.

The little monk helped Shen Xinyue get sugar-filled buns and burritos, and also made a bowl of millet porridge.

Then he sat opposite Shen Xinyue and watched Shen Xinyue eat with bright eyes.

Shen Xinyue didn't really have high hopes for the taste of Zhaitang food, but when she took a bite of the sugar bun, it actually tasted pretty good.

The aroma of sesame is very moderate, not too fragrant and not too sweet in the mouth, not sweet at all.

Shen Xinyue ate three sugar buns and two potato shredded burritos in one go.

Then he burped with great satisfaction.

The little monk was very happy to see it.

Finished breakfast.

It's really time for Shen Xinyue and Li Qingchen to leave.

The young monk sent the two of them to the car.

The reluctance gradually became unbearable on my face.

"It's going to be cold next time. The almsgiver should wear more clothes." The young monk stood by the car door and looked up at Shen Xinyue.

He was making innuendoes and wanted to test when Shen Xinyue would come next.

Shen Xinyue is different from the donors who came to the temple in the past.

He is irritable, has no words to hide, and does not follow any rules.

But she would play with him, buy him popsicles, chat with him, and listen to him talk about the little wild cats in the temple.

"Next time I come, it shouldn't be cold yet. Look, when the hair of Grandpa Tree in the center of the temple turns yellow, I will come." Shen Xinyue said with a smile.

The little monk thought about it.

"Are you coming in three or four months?"

"Maybe earlier, it depends on the situation!" Shen Xinyue replied.

"Okay! Then you should come as early as possible!" The little monk said seriously, "Sugar buns can be eaten on the fifth, eighth, and fifteenth day of every lunar month!"

"Know it."

Shen Xinyue knew that the young monk was reluctant to let her go.

Touching his cheek: "Go back. Next time you come, I will bring you something delicious!"

"Um."

The little monk stepped aside and waved his hand.

Shen Xinyue also waved to him.

Then he turned around and got in the car.

After closing the car door, she looked through the rearview mirror and saw the little monk wiping tears with his sleeves.

I was also very sad.

Li Qingchen shook her hand.

Then, the off-road vehicle slowly left the parking lot.

What Li Qingchen and Shen Xinyue didn't know was.

At the gate of the temple, after they left, the old monk walked out across the threshold with the help of the elder monk on crutches.

The old monk followed the car away with his eyes.

"Master, why didn't you see me?" The great monk helplessly asked the doubt in his heart.

The shadow of the old monk waiting for the car completely disappeared.

Then he said: "Master is obsessed with it."

He still didn't understand why such a good apprentice only returned home once.